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The Prologue. 



PLayes have a Fate in their Conception lent, 
Somefo fhort liv'd, nofoonerfhewd thenftent . 
But born to day, to morrow Buried • and 
( Though taught to Speak,) neither to Go nor Stand* 
Thu ! by what fate I know not,fure, to merit 
That, {it difclaimes) may, for the .Age, Inherit, 
writing 'hove One and Twenty : but, iBNurfl, 
Yet weU receivd, and well perform' d at firfl : 
Graced, and frequented; and the Cradle age 
I>id throng the Seates, the Boxes, and the Stage 
So much, that fome by Stenography drew 
The Plot : put it inprint,fcarce one word true : 
And in that lamenefe it hath limftfo long. 
The Author, now to vindicate that wrong, 
Hath took the paines, upright upon it's feet, 
To teach it walke : fopleafe you fit and fee' t. 



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Ad. prim. Sex. prim. 

Enter Stiff tx *nd Lord ChamberUine. 



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Ood morrow my good Lord Chamberlaine. 
Chamb. Many good morrows to my Lord 
of Suffix. 
Suf. Who's with the .gneen>my Lord? 
Cham. IheCtx&MMQfWinckeftcr , the Lord of Tame, the 
food Lord Shandojfe .• and befides. Lord Howard , Sir Henry 
Benmgpeld) and divers others. 
Suf. A word my Lord in private. 

Enter Tame and Shandeyfc 
Shand. Touching the Queene, my Lord>whc now fits high, 
What thinkes the Realmc c&Bhilip th'Empcrours fonne> 
A manage by the councdl treated of? 

lame. 



// )w Inw not me^ 

Tame. Pray Heaven' t prove well. 

Stiff* Good morrow Lords. 

Tame. Good morrow to my Lord ofSuffex, 

Shand. I cry your Honours mercy. 

Chamb. Good morrow co the Lords of Tame and Shandojfe. 

Tame. The like to yoo. my Lords. ( As you were /peaking.) 

Enter Lord Howard, and Sir Henry Ben'mgfield. 

Ben. Concerning WUt and the Keritifh rebels, 
Their overthrow is paft : The rebeli Dukes that fought 
By all meanes to prodaime Queen lane chiefly Northumberland, 
For Gilfords lake he fore'd his brother Duke unto that warre, 
But each one had bis merit. 

Howard, Oh my Lord, 
The Law proceeded againft their great offence, 
And 'tis not welLfince they have fuffered Judgement* 
That we fhould raiie their fcandall being dead* 
Tis impious, not from true judgment bred. 

Sufi. Good morrow my Lord. Good morrow good Sk Henry* 

Ben. Pardon my Lord, 1 faw you not till now. 

Cbamb. Good morrow good Lord Howard. 

Howard. Your Honors. The like to you my Lords. 

Tame. With all my heart Lord Howard. 

Chamb. Forward I pray. 

Suff. The Sutfolke men my Lord, was to the Queene, 
The very ftaiers by which fhe clim'd het throne, f 
She's greatly bound unto them for their loves. 

Enter Cardinal! of PPinchfter. 
Win. Good morrow Lords* attend the ^qeen into the prefence. 
Suff. Your duties Lords. * Exeunt omncs. 

Enter Tame bearing thepurfe, S handoyfe the Mace 3 Howard the 
Seep ter, Su£ ex the Crowne : then the Queene: after her 
the Cardinall,SentloWi G age yand attendants. 

. guccH. By God$af§iftaneeandthc power of Heaven, 



Ton how no bzdj. 

We are inflated in our Brothers Throne, 
And ali thofe powers that wanSd againft our rights 
By helpe of heaven and your friendly aide, 
Dilperft and fled, here may we fit iecure, 
Our heart is joyfull Lords, our peace is pure. 

Enter Dodds* 

Dodds. I doe befecch your Majefty pemfe this poore petition. 

Ghtten.O Mafter Dtddswe are indebted to you for your love* 
You flood us in great ftead even in our ebbe 
Of fortune, when our hoj es were neere^dcclin'd, 
And when our flate did beare the lowelt {aile* 
Which we have reafon to requite we know : 
Readc his Petition my good Lord Cardinal). 

Dod. Oh gracious Soveraigne let my Lord the Duke have the 
perufing of it, or any other that is neare your grace, 
He will be to our fuit an oppofite. 

Winch. And reafon fellow. 

Madam, here is a large recitall and upbraiding of your High- 
nelTe Sovereignity, the Suffolke men that lifted you to the throne> 
and here pofieft you, claimc your promife made to theni about 
Religion. 

Dodds. True gracious Soveraigne; 
But that we doe upbraid your Majefty, 
Or make recitall of our deeds forepafl, 
Other then confcience hone fly and zeale, 
By loveby faith,and by our duty bound 
To you the next and true fuceefsive Heire, 
If you contrary this J needs muft foy, 
Your skillefle tongue doth make our well tun'd words 
Jarre in the Princeffe eares : and of our Text 
You make a wrong conftrudtion. Gracipus Queen, 
Your humble fubjecls proftrate in my month , 
A generall fuit. Whenwcfirft flock t to you, 
And made firft head with you at Fremingham, 
Twas thus concluded ,that we your liegemen 
Should ftill enjoy our coniciences^and ufe that faith, 

Which 



If you know not mee 

Which in King Edwards day es was held Canonical!. 

Win. May't pleafe your highnes note the Commons mfolence. 
They tye you to conditions, and fee limits to your authority 
Sign'd you from above. 

Queen. They fhall know, 
To whom theirfaithfiall duties they doe owe : 
Since they the iimbes, the head would fee; e to fway, 
Before they governe, they fhall learnc tobey. 
See it fevcrely ordred Winchefler* 

Winch. Away with him, it fhall be throughly fcand, 
And yon upon the pillory, three dayes to ftand . Exit Bodds : 

Ben. Has not your fifter (gracious ^ueene) a hand 
In cheie petitions ? Well your Highneffe knowes, 
She is a favourite of thefe he'retiques. 

Winch. And well remembred is't not probable, 
That fhe in wia ts expedition, 
And other infarreflions lately queld, 
Was a confederate : if your highneffe will your ownc ftate pre- 
You danger muft prevent, and cut ©fffuch (ferve 

As could yourfafety prejudice. 

Ben. Such is your lifter, 
A meere oppofite to us in our opinion ; and befides, 
Slice's next fucccfiive, fhould your Majefty 
Dye ifluleflci which heaven defend. 

omnes. Which heaven forbid. 

Betting, The ftate of our Religion would decline. 

Queen. My Lord oETame and Shandoj/fe* 
You two fhall have* ftri<5t commifsion feal'di 
To fetch our fifter young, E/iz,afoth 9 
From Ajhr'tdge wliere fhe lies, and with a band 
Of armed Souldiers to conduct her up to London^ 
Where we will heare her. (race, 

Stent/. Gracious j^ueen,fhe only craves but to behold your 
That fh e might cieare her felfe of all fuppofed trcafons, 
Still protecting, ftie is as true a fubje£ to your Grace, 
As lives this day. 

■Wm* Donot you heare, with what (aucy impudence 

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You hnm no hodp 

This %*nttow hereprefumes. 

§n$en. Away with him. He teach him to know his place, 
T© frowne when we frowne, fiaile «n whom we grace. 
Winch. Twill be a mcanes to keepe the reft in awe, 
Making their Soveraignes brow, to them a law. 

§>ueen. All thofe that feek our fitters cattle to favour, 
Let thena be lodged. 

Winch. Young Conrtnej Earle of: Devon/hire, 
Seemes chiefly te affeel her facHon. 

Queen. Commit him to the Tower, 
Till time affords us and our Councell breathing (pace 
To meditate on thefe affaires of ftate. 
Whence is that Pofte ? A home within* 

Cenfl. My Soveraigne> it is from Southampton. 

Queen Out Secretary , unfeale them and returne 
Vs prefent anfwer of the contentsj Shejpeakes to the 

What's the maiue bufinefle. tori Conflable. 

Confi. Th<tt Philtp Prince of: Spatne, 
Sonne to the Emperour, is fafcly arriv'd, 
And landed at Southampton* 

Queen. Prepare to meet him Lords, with all flate pofsible. 

Howard. Prepare you Lords with our faire <|ueen to ride, 
And kis high princely ftate let no man hide. 

Queen. Set forward Lords> this fudden Hewes is fweet, 
Two royall Lovers on the mid way meet. Exeunt omnes* 

Enter Mafler G age > and a Gentlewoman. 

Cage. Gootftnorrow Miftretfe, came youftom the Princeffe? 

Worn. Mafter Gage> I did. 

Gage. How fires her Grace? 

Worn. O wondrous crazy, gentle Mafter Gage, 
Her fleepes arc all unqaiet and her head 
Beats and growes giddy with continuall griefe. 

Gage. Heaven grant her comfort, and releafe her paine, 
Scarce fuch a Lady doth on earth remaine. 

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Ifjiu hnow not me 
§nter the Clowne. 

Clow. O arme, arme , arme> 

Gage. How now, what's the matter ! , 

Clow. The houfe is bcfet, Souldiers as hot as fire in the oven 
Are ready to enter every hole about the houfe; 
For as I was a'th top of the wood-ftacke r the found of the Drum 
Hit me fuch a box a'th eare> that I came tumbling downe 
The ftacke with a thoufand billets a'th top on me : looke about, 
' And helpe for heavens fake. 

Gage. Heaven guard the PrinceAe* gra nt that all be well. 
This Drum, I/eare, will prove her pafsing bell. 

Enter Tamj and Shandoyfe with Souldiers, Drum, &e. 

Tame. Where's the Princeffc ? 

Gag* O my hpnour'd Lords, 
(May 1 with reverence prefume to aske) 
What meancs thefe armes, why doe you thus begirt 
A poore weake Lady, neere at point of death ? 

Shand Refolve the Princefie we muft fpeake with her. 

Worn. My Lords,know thereis no admittance to her prefence, 
Without a leave firft grans^ed from her ielfe. 

Tame. Go cell her we muft and will. 

Worn. Uecertifiefomueh. Exit Woman, 

Gage. My Lords, as you are honourably borne. 
As you did love her, Father or her Brother, 
As you doe owe alleageancc to the j^ucene. 
In pitty of her weaknefle and low ftate, 
With beft of favour, her commiferate. 

Enter Woman. 
Woman. Her Grace intreats y ou bi}t to flay till morne, 
And then your Meffage fliall be heard at full. 
Shand. 'Tisfrom the J>ueene,and we willfpeake with her* 
Worn. Uecertifiefomueh. 
Tame. It fliall not need : preffe after my Lord. 

Enter Elizabeth in her bedJ^oUer Owine, 

and T)oUerWendith< 

Eliza. We arc not pleas 'd with your intrufions> lords, 

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Tou k*w no hodj. 

Is your hafte fueh, or your affaires fo urgent, 
That faddenly, and ac this time of night, 
You preffe on me, and will not ftay till raorne ? 

Tarn. Sorry wc are/weet lady >to behold you in this fad plight* 

£//*. And I my lords not glad to fee you at this rime. 
My heart, oh how it beats. 

Shand. Madam, our Meffage and our duty ftom the ^uceiae, 
We come to tender to yoa : It is her pleafure, 
That you the 7 day of this moaeth appeare at Weftminfter. 

Eliz,. At Weftminfter ? my lords, no foule more glad then I, 
To doe my duty to her Majefty, 

But I am lorry at the heart. My heart ! Oh good Do&er raife me 
A littlehigher in my bed. Oh my heart ! I hope my lords 3 eonfi- 
dering my extremity and weaknes, you will difpcnce a little with 
Your hafte. 

Tame. Doder Owin and Do&er Wendithy 
You are the ^ueenes Phy fitians truly fworne. 
On your allegeance, as before her Highnefle you will anfwer it. 
Speake, may the Princefle be remov'd with life. 

D. Omn. Not without danger lords, yet without death, 
Her Feaver is not mortall ; yet you fee 
Into what danger it hath brought the Princeffe. 

Shand. Is your opinion fo ? 

D . Wend. My judgment is, it is not deadly jbut yet dangerous, 
No (boner ftiall flie come to take the aire, 
But flae will faint, and if not well prepar'd and attended, 
Her life is in much danger. 

Tame. Madam, we take no pleafure to deliver 
Softri&aMeffage. 

EHz*. Nor I my lordsj to heare a Meflage delivered 
With fiieh ftri&ncffe ; welUmuft I go ? 

Shand. So fayes the Queene. 

E/iz,. Whythenitmuftbefb. 

Tame. To morrow early then you muft prepare. 

Eliz,. Tis many a morrow fince my feeble legs, 
Felt this my bodies Weight : O I (hail faint, 
And if I tafte the rawnefle ofthe Ayre, 

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Ifjou hnovt not we 

I am but dead, indeed I am but dead. 

Tis late } conduft chefe lords unto their Chambers , 

And cheere them well, for they have journey 9 i hard, 

Whilft we prepare us for our morrowcs journey. 
Shand. Madam, the XJuecne hath feat her litter for you, 
Eliz>. The i^ueeneiskind,and we will ftrive with death 

To tender her our life. 

We are her fubje&, and obey her heft. 

Good night ; we wifh you what we wane* 

Good reft* Exeunt omnes* 

Enter Queene Mary, Philip, and all the Nobles but 
Tame and Shandojfe. 

i£*. Thus in the face ofheauen, and the broad eye of all the 
Multitude, we give a welcome t© the Spanirti Princej 
Thofe plaufive feowts which give you entertaine 
Eccho as loud in the Almighties ears, 
As here they found with pleafare that excels, 
The clamorous trumpets, and loud ringing Bels. 

Phil. Thrice excellent and ever gracious Prineeflc, 
Doubly famous, for vertue and for beauty, 
We embrace your large ftretcht honours in the armes oflovej 
Our royall marriage, treated firft in Heaven, 
To be folemniz'd here^ both by Heavens voyce, 
And by our loves confent* we thus confirme. 
Now Sfaine md England, two populous KingdomeS, 
That have a longtime beene oppos'd, 
In Hoftite emulation, fhallbeat one : 
This (hall be Spanijk*Mngland, ours Engli/b-Spaine, 

£)h. Hark the redoubling Ecehoes of the people, (Florifh. 
How it proclaimes their laves, to this bleft Vnion. 

Phil. Then here before the Pillars of the land, 
We doe embrace, and make a publike contrad. 
Our fouies are joyrull, bright Heaves sfairely fmile^ 
Whilft we proclaims our new united ftile. 

£ueen. RczfeSnfex 

Suffex 



You know no bodj. 

Suffcxreades. 

Philip WMary, by thegra ( ce ofGod y King andgueene 
0/ England Spaine, France and Ireland ^ King 
and gueeneof Naples, Cialia, Leon, andAtz* 
gon : Archduke and Dutchefse e/AuftriajBurgon- 
die^/Braban^Zealand,^^ Hollands rince and 
PrincepofSwczvc: Count and Count efje of Haf- 
burgh, Majorca, Sardinia, oftbefirme Land, and 
maim Ocean Sea : Palatines of Hierufalem and of 
Henolt : Lord and Lady of Friefland, and of the 
Jfles : And Governourand GovernejTe of all Africa 
WAfia. 

Omnes. Long live the King and ^ueene. (Flmlh 

King and Jgneen. We thanke you all. 

Confi. When may it pfeafe your Highnefle to folemhize your 
Sacred Nuptials ? J 

J>*een. The twenty fifth day of this Moneth July. 

Phil. It likes us well. But royallQoeenewc want 
One Lady at this high folemnity : 
We have f£tteKaird Elizabeth : 
Whole virtues and endowments of the minde 
Hath fill'd the eares of Spaine. 

Winch. Great are the caufes, now too long to fay, 
Why flie ( My Soveraignc) fhould be kept away. 

Confl. The Lord of Tame and Shandoyfe are return'd; 

Enter Tame, and Shandeyfe^ and Gage* 

£Z#een. How fares our fitter, is fliecome aloag ? 

**»'. We found the Princeffe fieke and in great danger ; 
Yet did we urge our ftri& Commifsion : * 

She much intreated that fiie might be fpar'd 
Vutill her health and ftrength might be reftorU 

Shand, 



lf*jW lcnor» not mt^ 

Shand. Two of your Highneffe Dofters we then call'd, 
And charged them as they would aniwer it, 
To tell the truth, if that our journeyes toyje, 
Might be no prejudice unto her life ; 
Ortf we might with fafcty bring her thence. 
They anfwered that we might. We did fo, and 
Here fhe is to doe her duty to your Majefty . 

§u. Let her attendee will finde time to heare her. 

Fhil. But royall £ucene, for her known* vertues fake, 
Deeme her offences, if fhe have: offended, 
With all the lenite a fitter can. 

g*. My Lord of Wnchefter, my lord of Sug*x$ 
Zord Howard,'Tame, and Shando/fe, 
Take you Commifsion to examine her 
Of all fuppofed crimes. So to our Nuptials, 
WhatFeftivall more royall hath beene feenc, 
Than'twixt Spdma Trince, xAEngUnds royall ijueene. 

AftusSecun. Sc.aenaprim. 

Enter^Wz^otth.her Gentleman and threehonfheld 

fervants ', 

ElU. Is my Gentleman-Vflaer yet return'd ? 

Worn. Madam, not yet. 

£//*. O heaven, my feare hath beene good Phyficke* to me. 
But the Pueenesdifpleafure, that hath curd my bodies lmperfe- 
aion, hatlTmade me heart-ficke, braine-fieke, and ficke even to 

Death, what are you? 

i Ser. Your houfhold officers and humble Servants. 
Who, now your houfe (&irc Princeffe) is diffolv'd 
And quite broke up> come to attend your Grace. 

Eli*. We thanke you, and are more indebted for your loves 
Than we have power> or meanes now to requite. 
Alas, I am all the Cueenes, yet nothing of my felfe 
But God and innocence.be you my patrons anddefend my cauie. 



You inw m b®d] 9 

Why weepe you Gentlemen ?1 

Cooke. Not for our felves* Men are not made to weepe 
At their owne Fortunes. Our eyes are made of fire, 
And to extract water from fire is h ard : 
Nothing but fiich a Princefie griefe as yotirs , 
Sogood a kdy, and fo beautiful!, fo abfolutca Miftrefle, 
And perfect, as you ever Jhave beene to us 
Have power to doe't : your forrow makes us fad. 

Eliz,. My innocence yet makes my heart as light, 
As my front's heavy. All that heaven fends is welcome, 
Gentlemen divide thefe few Crownes amongft you. 
I am now a prifoner, and fhail want nothing : 
I have fome friends about her Majefty > 
That arc providing for me all things, all things ; 
I , even my Grave ; and being poffeft of that 
I ftiall need nothing. Weepe not I pray, 
Rather vou fhould rejoyce, 
If I mileary in thi> enterprife, and you aske why, 
A Virgin and a Martyr both I dye. 

Enter Gage. 

Gdge. He that fir ft gave you life, protect that life 
From thofe that with your death. 

Eliz,. What's my offence ? Or who be my accufers ? 

Gage. Madam, that the j^ueene and H'mchefterbtft know. 

£//*,. What faith the J^ueene unto my late petition ? 

Gage. You are deny'd that grace: 
Her Majefty will not admit your conference. 
Sir William Sentlo urging that motion , 
Was firft committed, frnce' fent to the Towerj 
Madam, in briefe, your foes are the J^ueenes friends* 
Your friend s hei foes. 
Sixe of the Councell are this day oppointed 
To examine you of certaine Articles : 

Elizu, They fhall be welcome ?my God in whom I truft, 
Will helpe, deliver, fave, defend the juft. 



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Ifjtu knew mt mee 

Enter Wwchefter, Sujfex, Howard, Tame, 
Shandoyfc, and Constable 

Sujf. All forbeare the place unlcffe the Princefle. 

Win. Madam, we from the Jggeene are joy n'd 
In full Commifsion. ( Thejfit,flfe kneetes, 

Sujf, By your favour good my Iord> ere you proceed. 
Madam, although this place doth tie you to this reverence* 
It becomes you being a Princefle to deject your Knee. 
A Chaire there. 

Eft'z,, My duty with my fortunes doe agree, 
And to the JJueen, in youi I bend'my knee. 
^ Sujf. Youfliallnotknee!ewhereS*j^#fitsinplace> 
The Chamber-keeper,a Chaire there for her Grace. 

Wimb. Madam, perhaps of me you cenfure hardly, 
That was enfbsc'd in Commifiion. 

Eltz>. Know you your owne guilt, my good lord Chancellor * 
That you accufe your felfe. I thinke not fb, 
I am of tfais minde* no man is my foe. 

Win. Madam, I would you would fubmit your felfe unto her 
Highneffe. 

Eliz,* Submit my lord offVineheftery'tls fit, 
That none but bafe offenders fhould fubmic 
No no my lord, I eafily fpy your drift, 
Having nothing whereon you can accufe me> 
You feeke to have my felfe my felfe betray. 
So by my felfe mine owne bloud fliould befpilt, 
Confeffe fubmifsion, I confefle a guile 

Tame. What anfwer you to Wiats late Rebellion* 
Madam 'tis thought that you did fet them on. 

EH*** Who is'c will fey fo,men may much fuipecT, 
But yet my Lord none can my life defect, 
I a confederate with thofe Kentefli rebels ? 
If I few orfent to them, lee the Queene take my head. 
Hath not proud l^f fuffered for his offence, 
And in the purging both of foule and body for Heaven* 
Did tfiat then accufe Elizabeth* 

Howard* 



You inom no My. 

Su/Madim he did not. 

Eliz,. My reverend Lord I know kit 
Howard. Madam he would not. 
Eliz,. O my good Lord he could not. 
Suf. The lame day Throgmorten was arraign'd at Guild hall 
It was impend on him , whether this Princefle had a hand 
With him or no : he did deny it. 
Ciear'd her fore his death, yet accus'd others. 

Eliz,. My Godbeprais'djthisisnewesbutfbr aminuteold. 

Sv*md. What aniwer you to fir Peter Carew in the Weft, 
The Wefterne Rebels. 

Eliz,. Askc the unborne infant and fee what that will aniwer, 
For that and 1 are both alike in guilt, 
Let not by rigor innocent blood be fpilt. 

Winch. Gome Madam , am wer briefly to theft treafons. 

Eliz,. Tre >fbn Lord* ! if it be treafon to be the Daughter 
TotrTeight Henry y fifter toEdward, and the next of bloud unto 
My gracious Soveraigne the now Queen* I am a tray tor : if not, I 
Spit at treafon. In Henries ra'.gne this law could not have flood- 
O Heaven, that we fhould !urfcr for our bloud. 

Conft. Madam , the (Jueene muft heare you fing another fbng 
Before yon p *rt with us. 

Eliz,. My God doth know, I can no note bat truth % 
That with Heavens King, 
One day mongft quires of Angels I fhall fing. 

Winch. Then M dam you will not fiibmit, 

Eliz,. My life I will,but not as guilty, 
My Lords let pale offenders pardon crave, 
If we offend > la wes rigor let us have. 

Winch. You are ftubborne, come let's certifie the ^aeene. 

Tame. Roome for the Lords there. (Exeunt Ceuncett* 

Eliz,. Thou power eternal!, Innocents juft guide, 
That fway'ft the Scepter of all Monarchies, 
Protect the guiltlefle from thefe ravening jawes, 
That hideous death, prelent by tyrants lawes, 
And as my heart is knowne to thee moft pure, 
Grant me releafe, or or patience to endure. 

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If y9u kntw not me 

Enter Gage, and fervants* 
Gage. Madam , we your poore humble fervants 
Made bold to prefle into your Graces pretence, 
To know how your caufe goes. 

Eliz,. Well, well, I thanke my God well. 
How can a caufe goe ill with innocents ? 
For they to whom wrong in this world are done, 
Shall be rewarded in the world to come. 

4 Enter the fix Cowcettors. 

Winch. ItisthepleafureofherMajefty, 
That you be ftraight committed to the Tower. 

Eliz,. The Tower ! For what ? 

Win. Moreover,all your houftiold fervants we have difcharg'dj 
Except this Gentleman your VOier* and this Gentlewoman* 
Thus did the jsjueene command. 
And for your Guard, an hundred Northerne white-coats 
Are appointed to conduct you thither. 
To night unto your Chamber, to morrow early prepare 
You for the Tower, your Barge ftands ready, 
To conduct you thither. {Shekneeles. 

EUtu. Oh Heaven, my heart ! A prifoner in the Tower I 
Speake to the ^ueene, my Lords, that fome other place 
May lodge her fitter : that's to© vile, too bafe. 

Sujf. Come my Lords, let's all joyne in one petition 
To the JJueene, that ftie may not be lodg'd within the Tower. 

Winch* My Lord, you know it is vaine, 
For the jgujeenes fentence is definitive, 
And we muft fce't perform'd. ? 

£/«,. Then to our chamber comfbrtlefle and fad, 
To morrow to tfre Tower that farall place, 
Where I flaali never behold the Sunnes bright face. 

Suff. Now heaven forbid,a better hap heaven fend, 
Thus men may mourne for what they cannot mend. 

Exemt emnes. 

Enter 



Ym fa$& no hody. 

Enter three wbite-cote Settldiert mtint Itch* 
ofBeere. 

K Come ray matters, you know your charge, 'tis now about 
A leven> here we tnuft watch till morning, 
And then carry the Princeffe to the Tower. 

i. How fliall we fpend the time till morning ? 

3. Maffe wee'll drinke and talke ofour friends. 

2. I but my friend, doe not talke of State matters. 
i . Not I, He not meddle with the State, 

I hope this a man may fay without offence* 
Prethee drinke to me. 

3. With all my heart 'faith ; this a man might 

Lawfully fpeake , bnc now/faith what waft thou about to fey ? 

1 . Maffe I fay this; That the Lady Elizabeth is both a Lady 
And Elizabeth, and if I fliould fay (he were a vcrtuous PrinceAe* 
Were there any harme in that ? 

2. Noby my troth there'sno harme in that. 
But beware of talking of the Princeffe, 

Let's meddle with our kindred, there we may be bold. 

1 . Well firs, I have two fifters, and the one loves the other, 
And would not fend her to prifon for a million* is there any harm 
In this ? He keepe my felfe within compaffe I warrant you. 
For I doe not talke or the Queene, I talke of my fifters. 
lie keepe me felfe within my compare I warrant you. 

3. I but fir, that word fitter goes hardly downe. 

1 . Why fir, I hope a man may be bold with his ©wne filler, 
I learn d that of the Queene. 

He keepe my felfe within compaffe I warrant you. 

2. I but fir, why is the Princeffe committed ? 
1 . It may be flie doth not know her felfe, 

It may bejtheQueene knowes not the caufe, 

It may be my Lord oTWinchefier doth not know, 

It may be fo, nothing is jmpoffible. 

It may be there's knavery in Monkery, 

There's nothing unpefsible. Is there any harme in that? 

Ca 2* Shoo* 



If you How nop met 

2. Sboomaker you goc a little beyond your laft. 
x . Why, in faying nothing's unpofsible ? 

He iland to it : for laying a truth's a truth, ile prove it* 
Forfaying there may be knavery in Monkery, ile juftifieit. 
I dee not fay, there is ; but, may be, I know what I know , 
You know what you know, he knowes what he knowes 
Marry we know not what every man knowes. 

5. My matters, we have talkt (b long that I thinke tis day. 

i. I thinke fo too. Is there any in harm all this ? 

a. Noneith world. 

3. And I thinke by this time the Princeffe is ready to 
take her Barge. - v 

1 . Come then, let's go : would all were well. 
Is there any harme in all this ?But alas, 
Wifhcs and teares have both one property, 
They flhew their love that want their remedy. Exeunt- mnes* 

Enter Winchefler and Benin field, . 

Winch. Did y op marke what a piteous eye fhe caft 
To the Que^nes window as fhe paft along, 
Faine &e would have ftaid but that I caus'd 
TheBarge-men to makehafte and row away. 

lining. The Barge-men were too defperate my load, 
In ftayingtillthe water was folow. 
For then you know being underneath the Bridge, 
The Barge fterne did ftrike upon the ground, 
And was in danger to have droun'd us all. 

Winch. Well, flie hath fcap*d that danger, 
Would (he but conformeher felfc in her opinion, 
She onely might rely upon my love 
To win her to the favour of the J>ueene. 

Bening. But that will never be, this is my cenfiire, 
If flie be guilty in the leaft degree, 
May all her wrongs furcharge and light on her t 
But howlbever in my cenfure giving, 
I thinke it better fhe were dead then living. 

Enter 



You hew no hody 

Enter Sttjfex, Tame, Howard) Shandojfe y 
and Gage, 

Suf. Why doth the Princeffe kcepc her Barge fo long^ 
Why lands (he not ? feme one goe and fee thecaufe. 

Gage. That (hill be my charge my Lord, Exit Gage. 

Sujf. Oh my Lords her ftate is wondrous hard. 
I have feene theday my hand ide not have lent, 
To bring my Soveraignes fitter to the Tower, 
Good my Lords ftretch your Commifsion, 
To doe this Princeffe but ibme little favour. 

Shand. My Lord, my Lord,let not the love webeare the Prin- 
ceffe incur re the JJueenes difpleafure. Tis no dallying with mat- 
ters of ftate : who dares gain-fay the j§ueene. 

Suf Marry a god not I, no, no, not I: 
Yet who (hall hinder thefe mine eyes to fbrrow, 
For her her lbrrow , by Gods marry deare 
That the ^ueen could not though her felfe were here. 
My Lords, my Lords,if it were held foule treafon 
To grieve for her hard ufage, by my life 
Mine eyes would hardly prove me a truefiibjecl:. 
But 'tis the J^ueenespleafore, and we muft obey : 
Yet I fhall mourne fhould King and ^ueene fay nay* 

Enter Gage, 

Cage. My grieved Miftreffe humbly thus intreats 
For to remove backe to the common ftayres, 
And not to land where Tray tot* put to fhore. 
Some difference ftie intreats your Honors make 
Twixt Chryftall Fountatnes and fertile muddy Springs* 
•T wixt thofe that are condemned by the law, 
And thofe whom Treafbns ftaine did never blemifla i 
Thus (he attends your aniwer and fits ftill, 
Whilft her wet eye full many a teare dothipill. 

Sutf. Marry a god 'tis true,and tis no reaibn. Laneh Bargeman, 
Good lady land where tray torsufe to land, 
Before hergailt be prov d,Gods marry no* 

C i Yefc 



If )m Inw not mt % 

Yet the ^ueencwils it, that it ftiould be (b. 

Shand. My Lord you muft iookeinto our Commifsion. 
No favour's granted, (he of force mutt land, 
Tis a Decree which we cannot withstand. 
So tell her Matter Gage. Exit Gage. 

Snff. A s good a Lady as ere England bred, 
Would he that caus'd this woe had loft his head. 

Enter GageyElf^ahtbi and Clkrentia her 
Gentlewoman. 

Gage. Madam* you have ftept too ftiort into the water. 

E/iz>. No matter where I tread. 
Would where I fet my foot there lay my head. 
Land Tray tor-like ! my foots wet in the floud, 
So fhall my heart ere long be dreneht in bloud. 

Enter Conft able* - 

Wineh. Here comes the Conftable of the Tower. 
Vnto whofe charge we now commit you Madam. 

Conft. And I receive my prifbnet : come will you goe ? 

El**,. Whither my Lord, unto a Crate of iron , 
Where griefe and care my poore heart fliall environ. 
I am not well. 

SvJT- AchayreforthePrincefle. 

Confix -Here's no chayre for priibnersj 
Come will you fee your Chamber ? 

EUz>. Then ©n this ftone> this cold (lone, I will fit, 
I needs muft fay you hardly me intreat, 
When for a chayre this hard ftone is m y feat. 

Suff. My Lord you deale too cruelly with the Princeffe, 
You knew her Father, fhe's no ftranger to you. 

Tame. Madam, it rain es. 

Suff. Good Lady take my cloake, 

Eliz*. No let it alone. See Gentlemen* 
The piteous Heavens weepe teares into my bofbme, 

On 



You inw no fodj. 

On this cold ftone I fit, raine in my face, 
But better here than in a worfer place 
Where this bad man will leade me. 
C Uremia, reach my Booke. Now leade me where yon pleafe 
From fight of day ,bec 5 t in a dungeon I fhall fee to pray. Ex Elix>* 
Suf. Nay, nay, you need not bolt and lockfofaft, Gage,Clar. 
She is n© ftarter. Honourable Lords, & Conftakle. 

Speake to the ^ueene {"he may have feme releale. 

Enter Coxftable. 

Confl. S©,fb,kt me alone, let me alone to coop her, 
lie ufe her fo, the .Queen fhall much commend 
My diligent care. 

Howard. Where have you left the Princefle ? 

Coxft. Where flic is fafe enough I warrant you, 
I have not granted her the privncdge 
Ofany walke in Garden, or to ope 
Her windowes Cafements to receive the ayre. 

Suff. My Lord, my Lord, you deale without refpe&> 
And worfe then your Commifsion can maintaine. 

Confl. My Lord, I hope I know my Offiee well, 
And better than your ielfe within this place, 
Then teach not me my duty, (he fhall be us'd fo (till, 
The ^ueenecommands, and ile obey her will. 

Smff. But if this time (hould alter, marke me well, 
Could this be anfwer'd ? Could it fellow Peeres ? 
Ithinkcnotfb. 

Confl. Tufh, tufli,the Queene is young, likely to bear* 
Other ownebody, a more royall heyre. 

Enter Gage, 

Gage. My lords, the Princefle humbly intreats> 
That her owne Servants may beare up her dyet, 
A company of bafe untutor'd Haves, 
Whole hands did never ferve a Princefle boord, 
Doe take that priviledge. 

Corfi. 



If you inw not me 
Conff. Twas my appointment, and it (hall be fb. 
Suf Gods marry deare, fofuffred it fhall not be. 
Lord Howard joy ne with me, wee'Jl to the King, 

Enter Souldiers with dijhes. 

, f % l ta Y S ood m y Lords, for inftance, fee they come, 
It this be feemely, let your honours jndoe, 

Sttff, Come, come my Lords, why cfoe you ftay f long ? 
The ^gueenes high favour fliall amend this wrong. 

r a kt r , E ** mt ^^s, prater Gage and Conffable. 
J*l" fim ^/^^"^eyougotby your complaining, you 
common find- fault, what is your Miff rifle ftom.ckefoqueafie? 
Ourhoneft Souldiers muft not touch her meat, then let her faft: 
i Know her itomacke will come downe at Iaft, 

Enter SonQiersmth more dijbes. Gagetakf* 
oneftfm them. 

Gage Vntutor'd flave, He czfe the, of this burthen, 
Her Highneflefcornes to touch the difti, 
Her fervants bring not up. 

w^Y^™. t0uch a dilh ilc Iod g e thee there, 
Where thou (halt feeno Sunne m one whole ycarc, (Ex. Confi. 
Gage I would to heaven you would in any place, ( & fad 
Where I might livefrom thought ofher difgrice. W™** 

O thou all ieemg Heavens, with piteous eye 
Looke on thopprefsions oftheir crueltv ! * 
Let not thy truth by fal fhood be oppre'fb 
But let her vertues fhine and give her reft, 
Confound the fleights and Praaife of thofe men, 
Whofe pride doe kicke againft the feat of heaven. 
On draw thecurtaines from their filthy finne. 
And make them loath the hell which they iive'in. 
Profper the Princefle, and her life defend, 
A glorious comfort to her troubles lend. 
If ever thou hadft pity heare my prayer, * 
Andgivereleafemcntto a Princeffecare. E*it i1g <. 

Adas 



n» fa$» no body. 
A&. Tei% Scg.priftu 

AdwnbeSbm. 

Enter fix with Torches, 

Tame and Shandoyfe bare-headed, Philip 4nd Mary after them % 
then Winchefter , Beningfield* and Attendants, At the other 
door Suffex and Howard. Suflex delivers a Pet it ion to the Kmg, 
the King receives tt^jhewes^ it to the Queen, /he /hews it to Win- 
chefter* andto Beningfield, they ftorme : the King whiff ers to 
Suflex* andraifes htm and Howard* gives them the Petition * 
they take their leaves and depart, the King whiff ers a little f 
the £hteeene* 

Exeunt* 

Enter Conjlable and Gage. 

Gage. The Princefle thus intreats you honoured Lord* 
She may but walke in the Lieutenants Garden, 
Or elfe repofe her felfe in the Qneenes Lodgings ; 
My honoured Lord* grant this as you did love 
The famous Henry her deceafed Father. 

Confl. Come talkc not to me* for I am refolv'd, 
Nor Lodging, Garden, nor Lieutenants walkes 
Shall here be granted, flies a Prifoner. 

Gage. My Lord, they fliall. 

Con ft. How* (hall they , Knave ? 

Gage. IftheQueeneplcafe, they (hall. 
A noble and right reverend Councellor, 
Promis'd to beg it of her Majefty. 
And if (he fay the word, my Lord, fhe (hall. 

Conft. I, if (he (ay the word it fliall be fa. * 

My Lord of fVtncbefter fipczkes the contrary, 
So doe the Clergy, they are honeft men. 

Gage, Myhonour'd Lord *why fhould you take delight 

D To 



Ifjou know not me 

To torture a poore Lady innocent ? 
The Qmtnt I know, when fhe (hall heare of this 
Will greatly diicommend your cruelty. 
You ferv'd her Father, and he lovd you well, 
You ferv'd her Brother, and he held you deare : 
And can you hate the fifter he beft lov'd ? 
You ferve beriifter, ihe efteemes you hye> 
And you may live to ferve her ere you cfie : 
And therefore good my Lord lee this prevaile. 
Only the Cafements of her windows ope, 
Whereby fhe may receive freik gladfbme ayre. 

Conft, O you preach well to deafe rrieiuno not I j 
So letters may fly in i-!c none of that* 
She is my prifoner, and iflfo durft, 
But that my warrant is not yet fo Ariel:, 
Ide lay her in a dungeon where her eyes, 
Should not have light to reade herEnglifli prayer^ 
So would I danger both her fbule and body, 
Caufe (lie's an alyen to us Cathoiikes. 
Her bed fhould be all Snakes 5 her reft difpaire, 
Tortures fhould make her curie her faithlefle Prayer. 

Enter Sujfex> Howard and Servants* 

Stiff. My Lord it is the pleafure oft he Queene, 
The Prifoner Princefle fhould have all the ufe 
Of the Lieutenants Garden, the Queenes lodgings, 
And all the liberty this place affords. 
Conft. What meanes her Grace by that ? 
Sujf. You «}ay go aske her and you will my lord. 
Moreover, 'tis her HighneHe further pleafure, 
That her fworne Servants fhall attend on her> 
Two Gentlemen of her E wry, two of her Pantry ? 
Two of her Kitehin, and two of her Wardrobe, 
Befides this Gentleman here* Mafter Gage. 

Conft- The next will be her rreedome. Oh this mads me* 
How* Which way lyes the Princefle ? 

Conft. 



Ton knew m bodf. 

Conft. Tkiswaymy Lord- 

How. This will be glad tydings : come let's tell her Grace* 
Exeunt omnes,pr&tcr Conft Me and G age % 

Gage. Wilt pleafe your honour* let my deiblatc lady 
Walkc in the Lieutenants Garden, 
Or may but &e the lodgings of the ^Jieene, 
Or ope the Cafements to receive frefli aire ? 
Shall £he my lord ? fliall Hie this freedome ufe ? 
She fhall ; for you can neither will nor chufe. 
Or fliall flie have fome fervants ofher owne, 
To attend on her ? J pray let it be fo> 
And let your iookc no more poore prifoners daunt, 
I pray deay not what you n^eds mull: grant. Exit Gage 9 

Conft. This bafe Groome floats me, oh this frets my heart. 
Thefe Knaves will jet upon their priviledge, 
But yet ile vex her, I have found the meanes. 
To have my cooke to drefle my meat with hers. 
And every Officer my men (hall match, 
Oh that Icould'but draine her hearts deare blood* 
Oh it would feed me 3 doe my foule much good. 

Enter the Clowne beating a Souldter. 

Enter Cooke beating another Souldter. 

Conft. How now, what meanes the fellow ? 

Cooke. Adacious flave,prefuming in my place. 

Conft. Sir, 'twas my pleaftre, and I did command it. 

Cooke. The proudeft he that keepes within the Tower > 
Shall have no eye into my private Office. 
i Conft. No fir, why fay tis I. 

Coo^e. Be it your felfe, or any here, 
Ile ma^e him fup the hotteft broth in the kitchin that ftall gaine- 
fay it. 

Conft. You will not. 

Cooke. Yes I will, 
I have beene true to her, and will be ftill. 

*D 2 Conft* 



If you 1tn$w mt me, 

Conft. Well, ile hare'this amended erft be long. 
And 'venge my felfc on her for all their wrong. 

Exeunt ontnes. 

Enter a Boy with a Nofegay. 

Boy. I have another Nofegay for my young Lady, 
My lord faid I fliould be foundly whipt 
If I werefeene to bring her any more, 
Bu t y ec ile venture once againe, flie is fo good a lady. 
Oh here's her Chamber,ile call and fee if (he be ftirring. 
Where are you Lady ? 

£//*. Welcome fweet boy , what haft thou brought me here* 

Boy. Madam* I have brought you another Nofegay. 
But you muft not let it be icene : for if it be> 
I fhalibe foundly whipt* indeedla indeed* I (hall. 

EHz>< God-a-mercy Boy, here's to requite thy love. Exit.EU^ 

Enter Conft able > Sujfex, Howard, and 
Attendants. 

Con ft. Stay him, ftay him> oh have I caught you Sir, 
Where have you beene ? 

Boy. To carry my young Lady feme more flowers. 

How. Alas my Lord a ckilde , pray let him go. 

Conft. Acrafty Knave my Lords, fearch him for letters. 

Stiff. Letters my lord, it is impofsible 

Conft. Comctell me what letters carriedft thou her ? 
Ile give thee figs and fugar-plums. 

Boy. Will you indeed, well i&take your word, 
For you looke like an honeft man. 

Conft. Now tell me what letters thou deliveredft ? 
*. Boy Faith Gaffer I know no letters but great A>B> and € f 
I am noteome to K- yet. 
Now gaffer will you give me my fugar-plums ? 

Conft* Yes marry will I > take him away. 
Let him be foundly whipt 1 charge you firrha. 



Ton hw no fody. 

Enter Elizabeth* Gage, and ClarentU. 

Eliz*. They keepe even infants from us. They doe well, 
My fight they have too long bard, and now my fmell. 
This Tower hath made me fall to Hufwiffry, 
I fpend my labours to relee ve the poor, (She de liver eth te them 
Go Sage, diftribute thefe to thofe chat need, jhirts andfmoc^* 

Enter Winchester, Bering field } and Tame* 

Wmch % Madam, the ^ueene out of her royal! bounty 
Hath free'd you from the thraldome of the Tower, 
And now this Gentleman muft be your Guardian. 

EUz*. I thanke her, (be hath rid me of a Tyrant, 
Is he appointed now to be my keeper ? 
What is he Lords ? 

Tame. A Gentleman in favour with the Queene. 

Eliz*. It feemes ibby his charge. But tell me Gage. 
Is yet the Scaffold ftandingoa Tower Hill, 
W hereon Gilford and the Lad y lane did fuffer death ? 

Gage. Vpon my life it ftands not. 

Eliz. Lord Howard, what is he ? 

How. A Gentleman, though of a fterne afpe&i 
Yet milde enough, I hope your Grace will finde fo. 

Eliz,: Hath he not th'mke you a ftretcht confciencc, 
And if my fecret murther fliould be put into his hands, 
Hath he not a heart thinke you to execute ? 

How* Defend it Heaven, an&Gods almighty hand 
Betwixt your Grace, and luch intendments ftand. 

Benmg. Come Madam, will you goe ? 

Eli*,. With all my heart. Farewell, farewell. 
I am freed from Lymbo to be ient to hell. Exeunt omni$* 

Enter Cooke and f antler. 
Co*k>. What ftormc comes next ? this hath difperft u* quite* 

and 



Ifyoti know not mee 

and (hatter\5 us to nothing. Though vvebedeny'dtheprefence 
ot our Miftris, yet we will walke aloofe, and none controlc us* 

Pant I. Here will (he crofTe the River. Stand in her eye* 
That (lie may take feme notice of our ncglectedduties. 

Enter three poore men. 
i . Come this way, they fay the fwect Princefle comes, 
. Lee us prefent her with fuch tokens of good will 
As we have. 

2. They fay {he's fuch a vertuous Princefle, that fhee'l accept 
of a cup of cold water, and I have even a Nofegay for her Grace. 
Here fhe comes. 

Enter Elizabeth) Bentngfieldy Gage and Tame. 

Omnes. The Lord preferve thy fweet Grace. 

Elizj, What are thefe ? 

Gage. The Townef-men of the Country gathered here, 
To greet your Grace, hearing you paft this way. 

Eliz,. Give them this gpid,and thank them for their loves, 

Ben. What tray tor knaves are gather'd here to make a tumult? 

Omnes. Now the Lordbleffe thy fweet Grace. 

Ben. If they perfift, I charge you fouldiers ftop their mouths. 

Eliz* It fhall not need ,the j. oor are loving,but the rich defpife, 
And though youcurbe their,tongue,fpare them their eyes. 
Your love my fmart allayesnot, butprolongs : 
Pray for me in your hearts, nor with your tongues. 
See, fee, my Lord, looke, I haveftilld them all. 
Not one amongft them but bemones my tall. 

Tame. ' Alas Sir Harry > thefe are honeft Country men, 
Jhat much rejoyce to fee the Princefle well. 

B*n m My Lord, my Lord, my charge is great. 

Tame . And mine as great as yours. Bells* 

Ben. Harke,harke my Lord, what Bells are thefe ? 

Gage. The Townef-men ofthis Village, 
Hearing her Highncffe wasto parte this way, 
Salutes her corruning with this peale of Bells* 

Ben. 



Tm imvo no fatly, 

Ben. Tray tors and knaves ring bells 
When the Queene s enemy paflfcth through the Town : 
Go fet the Knave by tin' heels, go, make their pates ring noon, 
I charge thee Barmcke. 

Exit Barwickf. 

Etiz,. Alas poore men, help them thou God above, 
Thus men arc forced tofuftet for my love. 
What faid my fervants, thofe that flood atoofe ? 

Gage. They deeply conjur'd me out of their loves, 
To know how your cafe goes, which thefe poore people fecond* 

Elix>. Say to ihtmTanquam Ovis. 

Ben. Come v eome away , thislingring will benight us. 

Tame. Madam, this night your lodging's at my houfe, 
No prifoner are you Madam for this night. 

Ben. How ? no prifoner ? 

Tame. No, no prifoner, what I intend to doe He anfwer. 
Madam, wilt pleafe you goe ? 

Exit El i^ Ben* Tame* 

Cooke. Now gentle Matter Vfher, what fayes my Lady ? 

Gage. Thus did Hie bid me fay, Tanqmm Ovis. 
Farewell, I muft away. Exit Gage. 

i. Tanquam Bovis> pray what's Tanqns ozru> neighbour ?■ 

2. If the Prieft weie here heed fmell it out ftraight. 

Cooke. My felfe have been a Schollcr, and I underftand 
What Tanquam Ovis meanes. 
We lent to know how her Grace did fare, 
She Janquam Ovis fed, even like a Sheep, 
That's to the (laughter led . 

i. Tayquam B*vis, that T fhould ike to CccTanquam Boviu 

i. I (hall nere love Tanqnam 2Wj againe for this tricke. 

Exeunt omnes. 
Enter Benmgfe/d and Barwicke hismm* 

Ben* Bar»icke> is this the Chayre of State ? f 

Bar. I Sir, this is it. 

Ben. Take it downeand pull ©fYmy Bootes* 

Bar. Come on fir, 

Enter 



Ifyw fow not me 

Enter CUwn*, 

Clowne. O monftrous, what a fiwcy companion's this? 
To pull off his bootes in the Cluyrc of State, 
lie fit you a penny worth for it. 

Ben, Well hydBanvjcke* pull knave. 

Bar. A ha fir. 

The Clowne pulls the Chair e from under him. 

Ben. Well faid, now it comes. 

Clo. Gods pkty , I think you are downe, cry you mercy, 

Ben. What fawcy arrant Jen ave art thou, how ? 

Clo. Not fo fawcy an arrant knave as your worfhip •• 
takes me to be. 

Ben, Villaine thou haft broke my creoper. 

Clo. I am forry 'tis no worfe for your worfhip. 

Ben. Knave>doft flout me? Exeunt. He beats him onu 

Enter the Englijhman and Spaniard. 

Spa. The wall, the wall. 

En?. Spaniard you get no wall here, unleffe you would have 
your head and the wall knock'd together. 

Spa. Seignior Cavatcro Danglatero. 
I muft have the wall. 

Eng. Jdoeprotefthadftthounotenforedit, 
I had not regarded it, but fince you will needs 
Have the wall, He take the paines to thruft 
You into the kennell. 

Spa. O bafe Cavalero % my Sword and Ponyardo 
Well try c! in Tel/edo, fliall give thee the irnbrochado. 

Eng. Mary and welcome fir, come on : 

They fight '> he hurts the Spaniard. 

Spa. Holo, holo, thou haft givon me 
The Canviffado. 

Eng. Come fir, wiJl you aay more ? 

Spa. 



Tou know no boif. 

Sfd\ Seignior Cavalero looke behind thee. 
A blade of Tolledo is drawne againft thee. 

He leokes bae\e % &* kih him* 

Enter Philip, Howard, Suf expand Conftable. 

Phi?. Hang that ignoble Groome, 
Had not our eyes beheld thy Cowardife, 
We fliould have fworne, and held it as ©ur faith, 
Such bafenefle had not followed us. 

Spa . Oh vofiro mandade grand Imperador ♦ 

How. Pardon him my Lord. 

PhiL Are you refpe$le(Teofourho»our Lords, 
That you would have us bofbme cowardife ; 
I doe proreft the great Turkes Empire, 
Shall not redeeme thee from a Felons death. 
What place is this my Lords ? 

Sufi. Charing- croffe my Liege. 

PhiL Then by this croffe, where thou haft done this mtirder, 
Thou (halt be hang'd> fo Lords away with him. 

Exit Spaniard* 

Suf. Your Grace may purchafe honour from above, 
And entire love from all your peoples hearts* 
To make attonemenc twixt the wofull Princefle 
And our dread Soveraigne, your molt vertuous Queene. 

How. It were a deede worthy of memory. 

Cenft. My Lord (lie's fa&iousj rather could I wifli 
She were married to fome private Gentleman, 
And with her Dower convey 'd Out of the land* 
Then here to ftay and be a mutincr. 
So may your Highneffe fhtebe more fecure. 
Fer whilftfhe Iives,warrs and commotions, 
Foule infurre&ions will be fet abroach, 
I thuike 'twere not amide to take her head : 
This land would be in quiet were (lie dead. 

Sutf. O my Lord? you fpeake not charitably. 

e nu. 



If yon Inm not me y 

Th'th Nor will we Lords) embrace hisheedleffe councelU 
1 doe protcft , as I am King ofSpaine, 
My utmoft power ile ftretch to make themfriends. 
Come lords let's in, my Jove and wit ile try, 
To end this jarre, the J>ueene Hull not deny. 

Exeunt times* 

Enter Elizabeths Bitting field, C Uremia, Tame, 
Qage > andBarwtck*. 

Eliz,, What fearefull terror doth affaile my heart ? 
Good Gage come hither, and refolve me true 
In thy ©pinion : (hall I out-live this night ? 
Ipretheefpeake. 

Gage. Out-live this night, I pray Madam why? 

JEV/i. Then to be plainer this night I looke to dye. 

Gage. O Madam, you were borne to better fortunes. 
That God that made you, will prote& you ftill, 
From all your enemies that wifh you ill. . 

Eliz>. My heart is full. 

Gage. O my honour'd lord, 
As ever you were noble in your thoughts, 
Speake, fliall my lady out-live this night, or no ? 

Tame. You much amaze me fir : elfe Heaven fore-fend. 

Gage. For ifwcfliould imagine any plot, 
Pretending to the hurt of our deare Miftreffe, 
I and my fellowes, though we be farre unable 
To ftana againft your power, will dye together 

lame % And I with you would fpend my deareft blood, 
To doe that vertuous lady any good. 
Sir Harry ,n©w my charge I muft rcfigne, 
The ladie's wholly in your cuftody, 
Yet ule her kindly as /he well deferves, 
And fo I take my leave. Madam adiew. 

Exit Tame. 

EUz*. My honour d lord farewell,unwilling I 

With 



Ton kn&m no boif 9 

With griefe and woe tnuft here continue ftill, 1 
Helpe me to fome inke and paper good Sir Iftrrj. 

Bening. What to doe Madam ? 

Eliz*. To write a letter to the j^ueene my fifter. * 

Bening. I find not that in my Commiffion. 

Eliz,. Good Iaylor urge not thy Commfffion. 

Bening. No Iaylor , but your Guardian Madam. 

£//*. Then reach me pen and inke. 

Bening. Madam I dare not, my CommifsiQn ferves not* 

£//*,. Thus have you driven me ofFfrom time to time, 
Good Iaylor be not fo fcvere. 

Ben. Good Madam I intreat you loofe that name 
Of lay lor, 'twill be a by- word to me and my pofterity. 

£//*, As often as you name your Commifsion, 
^ often wiU I call you jaylor. 

Ben . Say I fhould reach you pen, inke and paper, 
Who is't dare beare a letter fent from you ? 

Mtiz* I doe not keepe a Servantfo difhoneft, 
That fliould deny me that, 

Ben. Who ever dares, none fliall. 

Gage. Madam, expofe the letter to my truft, 
Were I to beare it through a field of Pikes, 
And in my way ten thoufand arm'd men ambuffit, 
Ide make my paflage through the midft of them, 
And perforce beare it to the gueene your fifter. 

Ben. Body of me, what a bold Knaves this. 

GHz,. Gage leave me to my (klfe. 
Thou ever-living power that guid'ft all hearts, 
Give to my pen a true perfwative ftyle, 
That it may move my impatient fifterseares, 
And urge her to campafsionate my v^oe. 

Sb§ mites. 
Beningfield takes a Booke and lookes into it. 

B en. What has (lie written here ? 
Much fufpe&ed by me, nothing prov'd can be, 
FM/quoth Ehzakth the Prifcner. 

E % Pray 



// )o» how not we, 

P ray-God it prove fo,ibft what Book's this ? 
Marry a God what's here an £ngli(h Bible ? 
Sanfta CTttaria, pardon this propagation of my heart, 
Water Barmcke, water ,ile meddle with't no more. 

Eliz» My heart is heavy* and my eyes grow dimme, 
lam weary of writing, fee py on the fudaaine. 
Clarmia, leave me, and command fome mflficke 
In the with-drawing Chamber. (Shefleepes. 

Ben. Your letter fhail be rbrth-comming Lady, ' 
I will perufe it ere it fcape me now. Eit Bcningfeld. 

Adumke Shore* 

Enter Winchefter, Conftable, Barwicke, WFryers. At the other 
doore two Angels. The fryer ft*?* to her, offering toktUher. Th' 
Angels drive themback^ Ex:ant*The Angel opens the VMetfnd 
puts it in her hand asjhejleepes. Exeunt Angels* She wakes. 

Eli*. O Heaven, how pleafant was this fleepe to me ? 
Clarentia, faw'ft thou nothing? 

CUr. Madam, not I. 
I ne'er flept fbuadlier for the time. 

Eliz. And heardftthoH nothing? 

Clar. Neither Madam. 

Eliz, Didft theu not put this bookc into my hand ? 

Clar. Madam not I. 

Eliz. Then 'twas by infpiration, heaven I truft 
With his eternal! hand will guide the juft. 
What Pialrn's this ? Who fo futteth bis truft in the Lord y 
Shall not Be confounded. 
My Saviour thanks, on thee my hope I build, 
Thou lov'ft poor innocents, and art their flueW. 



A&. 



Tou inm no fady* 
Ad. Quar. Sc#. prim 

Enter Beningfeld and Gage, 

Ben. Here have you writ a long excufe it feemes, 
But nofubmifsion to the gueene your fitter. 

Eli*. Should they fubmit that never wrought offence, 
The law Will alwayes quit wrong cf innocence. 
Gage, take mv Letter *<> tkw Lords commend my humble duty* 

G*&>- Madam ,1 fly 
fo give this letter to her Ma jeftie ;. 
I am all on {peed, 
Hoping when I rerurne, 
To give you comtort, that now fadly mourne. 

Exeunt omnes fr&ter Benin gfield* 

Ben. I, doe, write and fend ; ile crofle you ftill : 
She (hall nor fpeake to any man alive, 
Buc ileore-heare her : no letter, nor no token 
Shall ever have acceffc unto her hands, 
But fir ft ile fee it ; 

So likaa fubjeft to my Soveraignes ftate, 
I will perfue her with my deadly hate. . 

Enter Clowne. 

Chw*. OSir ftarrj, you looke well to your office, 
Yonder* s one in the Garden with the Princefle. 

Ben. How knave?with the Princefle? flhe parted but even now* 

Clow. I fir ,. that's all one , but fhee no fboner came into the 
Garden, but he leapt ore the wall, and there they are together 
bufieintalkefir. 

Ben. Here's for thy paines, thou art an honeft fellow : 
Go take a Guard , ana apprehend them ft raight . Exit Clowne* 
Bring them before me. 
O this was well found out. 
Nowwillthe Quecne commend my diligent care, 
And praife me for my fervice to ke r Grace, 



If you hnm not mt 

Ha,Traytors fwarme Co neirfi about my houfe, 
•Tis time to looks, intot. - 

well did Barwicke. Where s the Prifonex ? 

Enter Clotpne 3 Barwicke 9 and Sottldiers pleading a Goat, 
his/word drawne. 

Clow* Here he is,in a ftring my Lord. 
Ben. Lord blefle us, knave what haft thou there ? 
Clo, This is he I told you w« bufie ?n ralke vyith thePrinceflfe, 
What a did there you muft out of him by examination. 
Ben. Whyknavethis isabeaft. 
Clow. So may your worfhip be for any thing I know* 
Ben. What art thou Knave? 
Clow. If your worfliip does not remember me, 

1 hope your worftiips crooper doth : 

But if you have any thing to fay to this honeft fellow, 
Who for his gray head and reverend beard is fo like,that 
He may be a kinne to you. 
Ben. A kione to me, knave ile have thee whipt. 
Clew. Then your worfliip will cry quittance with my pofteri- 
ors for mifufing of yours. 

Ben. Knave doft thou flout me ftill 

He beats html 
Exeunt* 
Enter fVinchefier y GreJhant with apaper^Confiailc 
with a Purfevant. 
Grefh. I intreat your Honor to regard my hafte. 
Winch. I know your bufinefle 8 and your hafte ffliall ftay. 
As you were fpeaking my lord Conftable. 
Conft. When as the King fliall come to feale'thefe writs, 
Grejh. My lord 3 you know his Highneffetreafure ftayes, 
And cannot betranfported thefe three Monetfes, 
Vnleffe that now your Honor feale my warrant. 

Winch. Fellow, what then ? This warrant that concerne 
The Princeffe death, fhuffleamongft the reft, 

He! 



Ton hm no b$dy % 

He'l nece perufe't. 

Gre/h. How, the Princeffe death ? thanks to Htaven, 
By whom I am made a willing inftrument her life to five* 
That may live crownd , when thou art in thy Grave. 

fVmch. Stand ready Purfevant. Exit Grefham, 

That when 'tis fign'd, 
Thou maift be gone, and gallop with the winde. 

Enter Philip* Svjfex, and Gage. 

ThiL Our Chancelor lords, this is our fealing day, 
This our States-bufinefle. Is our fignet there ? 

Enter Howard, and Grejbam^aihe is 

fealing* *> 

Hew* Stay your imperiall hand, let not your feale imprint 
Deaths impreffe in yoyr fitters heart. 

Phil. Our fitters heart 1 lord Howard \ what meanes this ? 

How. The Chancelor and that injurious lord* 
Can \vell expound the meaning. 

Win. Oh chance accurft, how came he by this notice ? 
Her life is guarded by the hand of Heaven, 
And we invaine perfue it. 

Phil. Lord Chancelor, your dealing is not faire. (Hekoksup- 
See lords, what writs offer themfelves, en the paper. 

To the imprefle. of our feale. 

Snf. See my lord , a warrant for the Princefle death 
Before flie be convicted, what jugling call you this ? 
See, fee, for Gods like. 

Gage. And a Purievan t ready to pofte away with it, 
To fee it done with fpced , 
What flinty breft could brooke to iee her bleed ? 

Phil. Lord Chancelor, out of our Prerogative, 
We will makebold to enterline your warrant. IheKing writes*, 

Sftjf. Whole plot was this ? 

How- 



ffyou know not me 

'"How. TheChancelors,andmy Lord Conftablcs* 

Suff. How wast reveal d? 

Ho&y this Gentleman Matter Grejham the kings Agent here* 

SaJf.Hz hath fhewed his love to the king and Queens Ma jefty, 
His fervice to hiscountrey, and care of the Princeffe. 

Grejh. My duty to them all. 

Thil. In ftead of charging of the SherifFes with her, 
W e difcharge her keeper Berwgfield : 
And where we fliould have brought her to thcblocke. 
We now will have her brought to Hampton-court, 
There to attend the pleafure of the j^ueene, 
The Purfevant that fhould havepoftcd downe 
With tidings of her death, 
Beare her the meffage of her reprivcd life. 
You Mafter (jdg^afsift his fpeed>a good dayes work we ha made 
To refcue innocence fo neare betray 'd. 

Enter Clowne and CUrentia. 

Clow. Whither go you fo faft Miftris CUrentia* 

CUr. A milking. 

Clovt. A milking, that's a poore office for a Madam. 

Clar. Betterbeamilke-maidfree,thena Madam in bondage. 
Oh hadft thou heard the Pnncefie yefternight, 
Sitting within an Arbor all alone to heaie a milk-maid fing, 
It would have mov'd a flinty heart to melt. 
Weeping and wifhing, wifoing and weeping too, 
A thouland times fhe with her felfe debates, 
With the poore miike-maid to exchange eftates. 
She was a Sempfter in the Tower being a PrinceiTe, 
And fliall I her poore Gentlewoman difdaine 
To be a milke-maid in the Countrey. 

C/otv. Troth you fay true, every one tp his forrnne, 
As men, go to hanging. The time feath beene 
When I wouid a fcornd to carry coals,but now the cafe is alterd. 
Every man as fajreas his Talent will ftretch. 

Enter 



T$u know no hoiyl 

Enter a Gentlewoman^ 
Worn. Where'* Miftris CUrmia 5 te horfe, to horfej 
The Princefle is fent for to the Court, 
She's gone already ,come let's after. 

Clar. The Princefle gone and I left here behinde I 
Come, come our horles fliall owtftrip the winde. 

Clow. And ile not be long aftei? you, for I am fure 
My curtail w ill carry ine as taft as your double hoald Gelding. 

Exeunt* 
Enter Elizabeth , and Gage. 






tliz*. I wonder Gate that we have ftay'd fb long 
So neare the Court* and yet have heard no newes 
From our diibleafed Sifter, this more affrights me 
Tiicn allray former troubles* 1 fcare this Hampton-cOurt 
Will be my Grave. 

Gage. G«od Madam » blot fiich thoughts out of your minde $ 
The Lords J know are ftill about your fute, 
And make no doubt but they will Co prevaile 
Both to the King and Jgueene,tbat you fliall fee 
Their heynous anger will be turn d to love. 

Enter Howard* 
How. Where is the Princefle? 

Eli*. Welcome my good L. Howard, what fayes the J^ueen ? 
Will flic admit my fight? 

How* Madam (lie will, this night flie hath appointed 
That (lie her felfe in perlbn meanes to heare you. 
Protraft no timei tlien come let's hafte away. 

Exeunt. 

Enter foure Torches : Pni/tp, Winchefter, Howard Shandoyfe, 
Beningfield, and Attendants. 

£>ueen. Where is the Princefle ? 

How. She waits your pleafure at the common ftayres, 

F §ueen» 



Yon hnm no body. 

Queen. Vfher her in by torch-light. 

How. Gentlemen VYhers, and Gentlemen Pentioners, 
Lights for the Princeffe : attendants Gentlemen. 

Phil. For her fyppofcd vermes, Royall Queene, 
Looke on your Sifter with a fmil ing brow, 
And if her fault merit nor too much hate, 
Let her be cerifur'd with all lenitie, 
Let your deepe hatred ead where it begunne, 
She hath becne too long banifht from the Sunne. 

Queen. Our favour flhall be farre 'bove her defem 
And (lie that hath beene banifht from the light, 
Shall once againe behold our chcarfull fight. 
You my Lord, ftep behind the arras, 
And heare our conference, we'll jfhew her grace* 
For there Chines too much mercy in your face. 

Phil. We beare this minde, we errors would not feed, 
Norchcrifh wrongs, nor yet fee innocents bleed. 

£uecn. Call in the Princeffe. Exeunt for the Princeffe* 

Philip behind the arras '. 
Enter a U with Eltz*abeth. 
All forbeare this place, except oar fi fter now ? Exeunt omneu 

Eliz>. That God that rais'd you, ftay you and protect 
You from your foes, and cleare me from fufpe&. 

§}neen. Wherefore doe you cry ? 
To fee your felfefb low, or us fo hie? 

Eliz,. Neither, dread ^ueene, mine is a womaniih teare, 
In part comperd by joy, and part by feare : 
Joy of your fight, tfiefe brinifli teares havebredr 
And feare ofmy ^ueenes frowne, to ftrike me de*&. 

J&ueene* Sifter, 1 rather thinke they're teares of fpleene* 

Eliz,. You were my fifter, now you are my Queene. 

§>ueen I, that's your griefe. 

Eliz,. Madam, he was my ibe,and not yourftiend 
That hath poiTeft you Co : I am as true a 
Subject to your Grace, as any lives this day, 
Did you tat fee, 



if you how not we, 

My heart it bends farre lower then my knee* 
Queen. We knowy ou can fpeake well* will you (ubmit ? 
£/#*> My life Madam I will,but not as guilty ; 
Should I confefle 

Fault done by her that never did tranlgreffe ? 
I joy to have a Sifter Quecne fo Royall, 
I would it as much pleas'd your Majefty 
That you enjoy a fifter that's fo true. 
If I were guilty of the leaft offence, 
Madam 'twould taint the blood in your vaines, 
The treafbns of the father being noble 
Vnnobles all his children- Lee your Grace 
Exa& all torture and imprifonmenti 
What ere my greateft enemies can devife, 
When they have all done their worft malice I 
Will your true fubjedt,and true fifter dye. 

thil. Myrrorofvertue, and bright natures pride, Behind the 
Piety it had beenefuch beauty fbould have dye'd (arras. 

Queen. You'll not ftibmit ; but end as you begin ? 

EUz*. Madam,to death I will,but not to finne- 

Queen. You are not guilty then ? 

Eltz*. I thinke I am not. 

Queen. I am not of your minde. 

Eliz,. I would your highneffe were. 

Queen. How meane you that ? 

£//*,. To thinke as I thinke. that my foule is c!eere« 

Queen. You have beene wrong imprifbn'd then ? 

Eliz>. He not (ay fo. 

Queen. What ere you thinke, arife and kiflfe our hand, 
Say God hath rais'd you friends. 

Eh*. Then God hath kept his promife. 

Queen. Promife, why? 

Eli*. Toraife them friends that on his word refye. 

Thtl. And may the Heavens applaud this unity. 
Bad men they were that firft procur'd this wrong, 
Now by my crowne, you ha beene kept downe too long. 

F 2 Q*tw< 



Ifyw ktfow mt mee 

Queen. Sifter this night your felfe fliall feaft with me* 
To morrow for the Country you are free. 
Lightsfor thePrincelTe, conduct her to her Chamber. E\\Efiz>* 

Phi/. My foule is joyfull that this peace is made, 
A peace that pleafeth Heaven, and earth, and all> 
Redeeming captive thoughts from fervile thrall, 
Faire J£ueene,the ferious .bufineffe of my Father 
Is now at hand to be accomplished , 
Of your faire fight, needs muft I take my leaver 
Returne I flbalU though partingcaufc us grieve . 

gtteen* Why (hould two hearts be fbrc\] to feparace* 
I know yourbufineffevbutbekeve me,fweet, 
My foule divines we nevermore fhall meet. 

Phil. Yet faire i|ueene 3 hope the beft, I {hall returne, 
To meet with joy,tHeugh now wefadly mourne. 

ExemtfhitymdQHeene* 

Be». What, droopes your Honour? 

Win. Oh, I am ficke. 

Con. Where lyes your griefe ? 

Win. Where yours and all good (ubjecTs elfe fliould lye* 
Necre at the heart, this reconcilement I doe greatly dread. 
Leaft now our true Religion (hould decay, 
And J diviae who ever lives (even yeare, 
Shall fee no true faith here but herene. 

Con. Come,come, my Lords, this is but for A*#w» 
Our j^eqne I warrant wi&es in her heart 
Her lifter Princeffe were without her head. 

winch. No, no my Lords, this peace is natural!* 
This combination is without deceit* 
But I will once more write to inceaie the jjjseene? 
The plot is laid, thus it fhali be perform'd % 
Sir H*rry> yon feall goe attach ner fervaits ( 
Vponfufpitior*©flpineytachepy v .» 

Wherein the Prinecfle fltfli be acceflary, 
And if this faile, my policy gf owes dull. 
Bat I growfaint* thtFever ftealcs on vm* 

Death 



You know no body. 

Death like a Vulture tyres upon my heart : 

He leave you to profecute the drift, 

My bones to earth* to heaven my foule I lift. 



Extmtomnes. 



Enter 6age 9 and Clarentla. 

Gage. Madam Claremia y is my Lady ftirring ? 

Ctar. Yes Mafter Gage y but heavy at the heart i 
For fiie was frighted witii a dreamc this night. 
She faid, {he dreana'd her fifter was new married , 
And fate upon an high Iraperiall Throne, 
That (he her felfe was caft into a Dungeon* 
Where enemies environ 'd her about, 
Offering their weapons to her naked breft i 
Nay they would (earcely give her leave to pray* 
They madefuch hafte to hurry her away, 

Gage. Heaven blefle wy Miftris, make her friends ijacreafr 
Convert her fies, eftate her in true peace. 
i Clar, Then did I dreame of weddings, and flowers. 
Methonghi I was within the fineft Garden* 
That ever mortalleye did yet behold : 
Then ftraight methought fomeofthe chiefe were pickc 
To drefle the Bride. O 'twas the braveft Chow 
To fee the Bride goc fmiling longft the ftrects, 
As if we went to happinefle eternall. 

Gage. Omoft unhappy dreame, my fcare is now 
As great as yours,before it was but fmall, 
Come* let's goe comfort her that joyes us ail. 






If you Inw not me 
A&. 5. Scse.Tprim. 

Enter a dumbe Show* 

Sixe Torches. 

1 « 

Suflex beanng the Crowne, Howard Searing the Scepter , the 
Conftable^* Mace, Tzmtthe Purfe> ^handoyfe the Svtord > 
Philip and Mary : After them the Cordinali Poole, Bening- 
field and Attendants. Philip and Mary conferrc, he takes leave 
and exit, Nobles bring htm to the doore andretHrne,jke falls m 
a [wound, they comfort her. 

A dead March. Enter foun mth the Herfe of Winchester 
with the Scepter and Pnrfe lying on it, the Queene takes the 
Scepter andPurfe and gives it to Cardinal I Poole, A Sennet t 
and exeunt omnes,praterSu($ex. 

Suff. Winchefler&&i<H O Heaven, even at his death 
He (hew'd his malice to thefweet young Princefle, 
Heaven pardon him, his fbule mufl: anfwer all, 
Shees ftill preferv'd, and (till her foes doe fall. 
The ^ucen is much befotted on thefe Prelates, 
For there's another rais'd more great than he, 
Poole, though a Prieft , yet has knowne honefty • 

Enter Bening field. 

Ben. My Lord otSvffex, I can tell ill newes, 
The Cardinall Poole that now was found in health, 
Is fuddenly falne ficke, ready to dye. 

Sajf. Why then there's a fall of thefe proud Prelates. 
This Realmc will never ftand in perfect ftate, 
Till all their faclion be cleare ruinate. 

Enter Conftabte* 

Cenjl. Sir Harry ,doe you hcare the whifpering in the Court. 

They 



Tou hot* m hdj, ' 

They (ay the j^ueene is crazy , very ill. 
Sftf, How heard you that ? 
Qonfl. Tis common through the houle. 

Enter Howard* 

How. Tis a (ad Court, my Lord. 

Suf. What's the matter, fay ; how fares the ^ueene I 

/far/Whether in fbrrow for the Kings departure, 
Or elfe for griefe at Wmcheftersfeczakx 
Or elfe that Cardinall iW* is fodainly dead, 
I cannot tell : but (he's exceeding ficke* 

Sffjf. The ftate begins to ftagger. 

How. Nay more my Lord. I came now from the prefcnce, 
And heard the Dockers whifper it in fecret, 
There is no way but one, 

Suf. Gods will be done, who's witlvtbe ^ueene my Lord ? 

How. The Duke of Norfolke, the Earle of Oxford , feeretary 
TheEarle of Arundell, and divers others. (Peters* 

They are withdrawne into the inward Chamber. 
There to take councell, and intreat your prefcnce. 

Sujf. We'll wait upon their honours. Exeunt omne$ % 

Enter 'Elizabeth <, Gage* and Clarentia abovt, 
Eliz,. O Heaven, my laft nights dreame I greatly feare^ 

It doth prefige my death, good MafterCj^g* , 

Looke to the path- way that doth come from the Court* 

Ilookeeach minute for deaths Meffenger: 

Would he were here now,(b my foule were pure, 

That I with patience-might the /troke endure. 

Gage. Madam, I fee from farre a horfe-raancomming^ 

This way 'he bends, he (purrs fofaft, 

That he is covered in a Cloud of dud. 

And now I have loft his fighc, he appeares againe, 

Making his way over Hill, Hedge, Ditch, and Plaine t 

Another after him ; and they two ftrive, 

As on the race they had wager'd both their lives t 

Another: 



If you horn tin me 

Another after him. 

E/iz. O Heaven* what meanes this hafte ? 
Pray for my foule, my life cannot long iaft. 

Gage. Strange,mira<:ulous,the firft being at the Gate, 
His horfe hath broke his riecke, ahd caft his rider. 

Eli*. The fameis but as proldgue to my death, 
Well; my heart is guiltleffe though they take my breath. 

Enter Sir Henry Karen 
Karew. God lave the ^ueene, God fave Elizabeth. 
ElU. God fave the j^ufeene, fo allgood fubjefts fay; 

I am her fubje& and for her ftill pray. 
Karew. My horfedid yon allegiance at the Gate, 

For there he broke his necke,and there he lyes, 

And I my felfe had much adee to rife, 

The fall hathbruis'd me, yet I live tocry 

God bleflfe your Grace, God bleflfe your Majefty . 
Gage* Long live the JJueene, long live your Majefty 
EUz>. This newes is fweet, my heart was fare afraid, 

Rife thou firft Baron that we ever made. 
Karew. Thankes to your Majefty, happy be my tongue, 

That firft breath 'd right to her that had luch wrong. 

Enter Sir John Brocket. 

Breek* Amlpreventedinmy hafte, O chance accurft! 
My hopes did fboth me that I was the firft ; 
Let not my duty be ore-fway'd by fpleene, 
Long live my Soveraigne,and God fave the J^ucene. 

Mltz,. Thankcs good Sir J*£#, we will deferve your love. 

Enter Lord Howard. 

How. Though third in order, yet the firft in love, 
I tender my allegiance to your Grace, 
Live long faire jjaeene, thrice happy be your reigne, 
He that inftates you, your high ftate maintaine. 

Eliz,. Lord Howard thank s, you ever were our friend, 



Ton knew no hodj. 

I fee your love continues to the end : 

But chiefly thanks to you my Lord of Hunsdon 

How. Meaning this Gentleman? 

£//*. The very feme: 
His tongue was firft proclaimer ofour name : 
And trufty Gage, in token ofour Grace, 
We give to you a Captaine Pcnfioners place. 

How. Madam, the Couneell are neere at hand. 

Eli*,. We will difcend and meet them; 

Karew. Let's guard our Soveraigne,praifing that power, 
That can throw downe,andraife within an houre. 

Exit omncto 

Enter the Clowne> and one more with Vaggots* 

Clow. Come Neighbours, come away, every man his Faggot* 
And his double pot, for joy of the old Queens death. 
Let Bels ring, and children fing, 
For we may havecaufeto remember, 
The fevententh day oi November. 

Enter Lord of Tame* 

Tame. How now my Matters, what's here to doe ? 

Clow* Faith making of Bonefires for joy ofthe new Queene. 
Come fir, your penny, and if you be a true fubje&, 
You'll battle with us your Faggot, we'll be merry yfaith. 

Tame* And you doe well : but yet methinke 'twere fit 
Toipendibme fanerall tears upon her Herfe, 
Who while flie liv'd was deare unto you all. 

Clow. I, but doe you not know the old Proverbe, 
We muft live by the ijuicke, and not by the dead. 

Tame . Did you not love her father when he liv'd, 
As dearely asever you did love any, 
And yet rcjoyced at his Funerall ? 
Likcwife her Brother,, you eftecm'd him deare, 

G Yet 



If you know not mtt 

Yet once departed, joyfully you fing : 

Ran to make Bonefiers, toproclaimeyqur Love, 

Vnto the new, forgetting ftill the old. 

Now (he is gone, what's he that mourns for her ? 

Were it not fit :, firft to lament the dead ? 

And then rejoyce the living ? 

Had you the wifeft and the lovingft Prince 

That ever fway'd a Scepter in the world, 

This is the love he ftiall have after life. 

Let Princes while they live have love or feare, 'tis fit* 

For after death there's none continues it. 

Clow. By my faith my Matters, and hefpeakes wifely. 
Come, well to the end of the Lane, and there we'll 
Make abonefire, and be merry. 

i. Faith agreed. Uefpendmyhalfe-penny towards 
Another faggot, rather then the new ^ueene 
ShaH want a Bone fire. Exeunt Manet Tame* 

Tame. J blame you not, nor doc you much commend, 
For you will ftill the ftrongeft fide defend. 

'Exit. 

A Sennet. 

Enter pure Trumpet ters, after themSargeant Trump etter with a 
Mace y after him Purfe-bearer, Suffex with theCrowne ,j How- 
ard the Scepter i Confiable with the Cap of maintenance* Shan- 
doyfe with the [word y Tame with the Colter and <*George 5 
foure Gentleman tearing the Canopy over the Jj?ueene,tW0 Gen- 
tlemen, bearing up her trainc, fixe Gentlemen Penfioners\tbe 
Quecnc takes State. 

Omn. Long live, long raigne die XJueene our Soveraigne. 
E//*. Wethankeyou all. 

Suf. The imgeriall Crowne I here prefeat your Graco 
With it my ftaffe of Office, and my place. 
E/iz>. Whilft we this Cre\iyne,(o long your place enjoy. 

How. 



Ton knoto m hod]. 

He*. Th'imperiall Scepter I p'refent,wkh it>my love and iervifR. 

£//*/ Kecpe it my Lord, and with icbe you high Admiral!. 

Cm ft. This Cap of maintenance I prefent, 
With all my beft of fervice. 

Eliz,. Your love we know, 

Conft. Pardon me gracious Madam, *twas not Ipleene, 
But that allegeance that I ow'd the Queene, 
Madam, I ferv'd her truly at that day, 
And I as truly will your Grace obey. 

Eliz,. We doe as freely pardon as you truly ferve, 
Only your ftaffe of Office we'll difplace, 
In ftead of that, we'll owe yoo greater grace. 

Enter Beningficld. 

Ben. Long live the Qx£&\t y long live yeur Majefty, 
I have rid hard to be the firft reporter 
Of thefe glad tydings ; and all thefe here. 

Snf. You are in your love as free as in your care* 
You're come even juft a day after th« faire. 

Eliz,. What's he, my jaylor ? 

Ben. Heaven preferve your Grace. 

Eliz,. Be not afhamed man looke me in the face, 
Where's your Commifsion now? whom have you now to patro- 
nize your ftri&neflc ? 

Well for your kindnefle this we will beftow, 
When wehave one we would have hardly us'd, 
And cruelly dealt with, you (hall be the man. 
This is a day for peace, not vengeance fit, 
All your good deeds we'l quit, your wrongsremit. 
Where we left off, proceed. 

Sband. This Sword of juftice on my bended knee, 
I to your Grace piefent : Heaven bleffe your rcigne. 

Eliz.. This Sword is ours, this ftaffe is yours againe. 

Tame . This Garter with the order of the Getrge, 
Two ornaments unto the Crcwne of England, 

G 2 I 



Jfyoit faow not met 

J here present. 

Eliz„ PoffenethemftillmyLord. What offices beare you? 

Gage. I Ca* taincofyourHighneflcPentioners. 

Brocks I of your Guard. 

Serg. I Sergeant Trumpeter prefent my Mace. 

Eliz,. Some we intend to raife, none todifplace. 
Lord Hmsdon we will one day finde a ftaffe 
To poyfe your hand, you are ourdeareft Coufin, 
And deferve to be imployed neerer our perfon. 
But now to you from whom we take this ftaffe, 
Since Cardinal Poole is now deccaft and deadj 
To fhew all rruUce from our breft is worne, 
Before you let the Purie and Mace be borne. 
And now towards London Lords lead oh the way i 
Praifing that King to whom all Kings obey. 

Sennet about the ft age in order* 
The (Jblajor of London meets them* 

Major. I from this City London here prefent* 
This Purfe and Bible to your Majefty, 
A thou&nd of your faithfull Citizens, 
In velvet Coats and Chaines* well mounted, ftay 
To greet their Royall Soveraigne on the way. 

Eliz.. Wethankeyouall. But firft this Booke I kifle. 
Thou art the way to honour > thou toJblifle. {Pointing te the 
An Englifti Bible, thanks my good Lord Major* Crownc and 
You of our body,and our fbule have care, the Bike. 

This is the Iewell that we ftill love beft, 
This was our folace when we were diftreft* 
This booke that hath fo long concealed it felfe* 
So long (hut up 3 fo long hid i now Lords fee, 
We here unclafpe , from henceforth it is free : 
Who looks for joy,let him this booke adore* 
This is true food for rich men and for poorc. 
Who drinks of this* iscertaine ne're to periflh* 

This 



Tot* know no body. 

This will the foule with heavenly vertuc eherifh, 
Lay hand upon this Anchor, every foule, 
Your names fliail be in an eternall ferowle ; 
Who builds on this, d wels in a happy ftate, 
This is the fountaine cleere immaculate. 
That happy itfue chat (hall us fucceed 3 
And in our populous Kingdome this booke readfc 
For them as for our felves we humbly pray, 
They may live long and bleft . So, lead the way. 



The Epilogue. - 

THc Trincejfe young Elizabeth, yhavefeene. 
In her minority : andjince a gueene : 
A Sub]eB % and a Sovtraigne : In the one^ 
A fitted Lady : In the RegaB Throne 
A potent ghieene: it now in yon dothrefl. 
To know^in which \he hath demean 9 d her befi 9 



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